bookbashuk Chapter 2330 Southern Xinjiang
Chapter 2330 Southern Xinjiang
Then, a figure of the Return to One Order, about ten feet in size, was projected out from the jade token and hovered in front of Matthew.
The phantom appeared translucent, with complex runes and patterns on the surface, and a huge octagonal pattern in the center.
At this moment, only Matthew's purple light spot was flashing alone on the phantom, which was particularly eye-catching.
Matthew stared at the shadow in front of him, and couldn't help but feel a little bit of anticipation.
He cleared his throat and slowly said, "I plan to go to Southern Xinjiang to do some things in the near future. I wonder if any of my fellow disciples know what the situation is like there?"
His voice echoed in the cave and was then absorbed by the shadow of the Guiyi Order.
Ripples appeared on the surface of the shadow, as if transmitting his words to some distant place.
After Matthew finished speaking, he sat quietly there, waiting for a response.
This time he used the Return to One Order not only to obtain intelligence about Southern Xinjiang, but also to personally experience the magic of this magic weapon.
Time passed minute by minute, and there was silence in the cave, except for the shadow of Guiyiling emitting a faint light.
Matthew was not in a hurry. He knew that the members of Guiyi Society were widely distributed and not everyone would respond immediately.
However, just as he was about to close his eyes and regulate his breathing, the shadow of Guiyi Ling suddenly changed.
A blue light slowly lit up at the other corner of the shadow, and then a deep and hoarse voice came from the shadow: "The situation in Southern Xinjiang is complicated recently, with poisonous miasma everywhere, monsters rampant, and some secret forces operating in secret. If you go there, you must be careful."
When Matthew heard this, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.
He didn't expect to get a response so quickly, and the information provided by the other party was quite detailed.
He nodded slightly and said to the shadow: "Thank you for the reminder. I wonder if you know the specific distribution of forces in Southern Xinjiang?"
The blue light flickered, and the voice came again: "There are three major forces in Southern Xinjiang: the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, the Heavenly Gu Sect, and the Red Flame Valley. Among them, the Ten Thousand Poison Sect is good at using poison, and its disciples act in secret. The Heavenly Gu Sect is famous for its poison techniques, and its methods are sinister. The Red Flame Valley is the largest weapon refining sect in Southern Xinjiang, and has close contact with the outside world. In addition, there are some independent cultivators and small forces, but they are not a concern. By the way, the blood clan has reappeared in Southern Xinjiang in recent years, but this time they are keeping a low profile. If you go there, you can also find out the information about the blood clan. I originally planned to go to the blood clan to investigate the situation, but something delayed me and I haven't been there yet."
Matthew listened carefully and took all the information into his mind.
Matthew nodded, already having a rough plan in mind.
He was about to ask something else when a green light suddenly appeared at the other corner of the Guiyiling shadow.
A cold female voice followed: "A secret realm in Southern Xinjiang will soon be opened. It is said that there are treasures of ancient monks hidden in it. If you are interested, you may go and take a look."
When Matthew heard this, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
He didn't expect that there was news of the opening of a secret realm in Southern Xinjiang, so he quickly asked, "Where is this secret realm located? When will it open?"
The green light flickered for a moment, and the female voice replied calmly: "The secret realm is located in the Black Wind Valley deep in the southern border. The exact opening time is still uncertain, but it is speculated that it should be within half a year. If you are going there, you must prepare in advance."
Matthew secretly thought that this trip to the secret place might be a good opportunity.
He bowed to the phantom and said, "Thank you two fellow disciples for telling me. I have benefited a lot from it."
The blue and green light spots flashed at the same time, and then gradually dimmed, as if they had completed their mission.
The shadow of Guiyi Ling also returned to calm, leaving only Matthew's purple light still flashing.
Matthew put away the Guiyi Order and gained a deeper understanding of the magic of this magic weapon.
It can not only transmit information across thousands of miles, but also bring together the knowledge and experience of different members to form a huge intelligence network.
This ability is exactly what he needs most right now.
Although the rumors about the secret realm in southern Xinjiang might cause a stir among some monks, they did not have much appeal to him.
With his current level of cultivation and vision, ordinary treasures are no longer of interest to him.
Those so-called ancient treasures and rare elixirs might be the dream opportunities for low-level cultivators, but for him, they are of little use.
What he really cared about was the blood dwarf hiding in the dark.
What happened back then was like a thorn that was deeply embedded in his heart and has never been removed.
His goal for this trip to southern Xinjiang was clear and determined, to find the blood dwarf and settle that feud.
As for the rest, they are just incidental matters.
Matthew carefully sorted out the information obtained from the Unification Order in his mind.
After sorting out the information, Matthew did not delay any longer. His figure flashed and turned into a stream of light, rushing towards the direction of southern Xinjiang.
His speed was extremely fast, like a bolt of lightning across the sky, and in the blink of an eye he disappeared into the distant horizon.
Matthew didn't encounter any trouble along the way.
He deliberately avoided areas where monks gathered and chose a relatively remote route.
Although this will take some extra time, it will minimize unnecessary trouble.
A month later, he finally reached the edge of southern Xinjiang.
Suspended in the air, Matthew looked from afar and saw that the land of southern Xinjiang was covered by layers of thick miasma.
The miasma has different colors, some are grayish, like a thick layer of mist.
Some are milky white, like flowing milk, giving people a strange sense of beauty.
Some miasma is as black as ink, like a ball of thick ink that cannot be dissolved, which is daunting.
These miasmas are not static, but flow slowly on the ground like living things, sometimes gathering and sometimes dispersing, as if guarding the secrets of this land.
Matthew knew that these miasmas were not formed naturally, but were the product of the combination of the unique environment of southern Xinjiang and the methods used by monks.
Not only can they block vision, but they can also erode the spiritual power of monks and even contain deadly poisons, so one may be harmed if not careful.
He did not rush in rashly, but stopped in mid-air, carefully observing the distribution and flow of the miasma.
"It really is worthy of being called Southern Xinjiang. Even the miasma is so strange."
Matthew whispered to himself, a hint of solemnity flashing in his eyes.
Although he is confident in his own abilities, he will not take it lightly.
The dangers in southern Xinjiang are far from as simple as they appear.
Even though he has become a divine monk, Matthew would not think that he is invincible in the human world.
He has always maintained a cautious attitude throughout his practice until now, and it is still the same now.